Reality continues to flex and churn through time automatically, or so it seems to this casual observer. The nature of validity also spins and toils deep in the recesses of our conscious-mess
we call sentiency. This aspect of our awareness, this sense of value to our being and/or actions would seem to be at the crux of what becomes our experience. Certainly the decisions we make, no matter how small, are intentional and the circumstances they engage are determined in large part, if not wholly, by our desire to act in a manner reflecting the value we apply to a given activity. Therefore, whatever happiness can be achieved in the course of human events is usually the product of someone pulling themselves through time toward the desired moment when what one desires is the case. Our thoughts and actions feed into threads of energy that weave the future from the billions of desires that are created every moment by us. Fulfillment would seem rather fleeting in this scenario, but strangely enough, true fulfillment comes not by acquisition, but dispensation.
Wove among more thoughtful dreams
Are the hidden seams of wisdom
Hard-fought things that can't be seen
Without the vision that such gives them
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